Change of ownership by elfguy

Vue • Science Fiction • posted on Jun 10, 2011

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Description

Satra, a young Sith Warrior, always liked to go to the Sleeping Kath, one of the many cantinas found on Nar Shaddaa, between her various missions for the Empire. She enjoyed watching the Twi'lek dancers, especially the young yellow one. The girl was so pretty and danced so well. One day however, she noticed the group of entertainers had diminished, so when Jarod, the owner of the club, seemed to be talking with some suspicious people, probably thugs from the Exchange criminal syndicate, she leaned forward and tried to listen in on their conversation. She soon realized that the man was deeply indebted to the wrong people, and had to sell his slaves quickly. Deciding to take advantage of the situation, Sarla went to see him at closing time. She asked to talk to the Twi'lek, and gave the dancer a genuine choice. ''Your owner is out of business, and you will be sold to very nasty slavers from the Exchange, whom will make your life much worse than it currently is'' she had told her. ''However, I can offer you this option. If you wish, I will buy you. I will not mistreat you, and I won't force any menial work onto you. In return, you will have to dance for me, and pleasure me whenever I command.'' The young Twi'lek had accepted, and Sarla paid a ridiculously low sum of credits to Jarod, who made the deal with the encouragement of a simple Force Persuasion trick. Now, outside the cantina, Sarla smiled at her new possession, her own personal Twi'lek. The young dancer lowered her head and quietly thanked her Mistress as she was led to the Sith's ship. That night, Sarla would hug her and caress her all night long, and soon enough, even the young dancer would learn to love every moment of it.